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Do Your Thang

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

I'm in that hot thang, gutter lane

Dippin' with the wood grain

So fuckin' hood, man, they call me the boogeyman

In that slow lane, what is your whole name?

I forgot this hoe name, I'll call her Louise Lane

Up on that boulevard, twenty fours rotate

Ice Cube comin' through, gotta make the hoes wait

Roll at my own pace, nigga don't hate

Fuck all you fat fuckers leanin' up against my paint

Ice Cube, I still low paint, movie star

Fuck you, pour nigga lil' drink

That's how it's goin' down out here in California

Listen to my people when a nigga hit the corner

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Mirror, mirror on the wall)

Do ya thang man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Who is the fliest one of all?)

Now pull in the parkin' lot, nigga find a parkin' spot

Fired up, everyone want to spark a lot

Puff puff pass, we out on ave

Lookin' for a big fat ass to harass

Is it you? Uh huh, I see you lookin'

When we roll by, pussy still cookin'

Freaks get tooken when they lookin' for stars

If you don't like my face, bitch, look at my car

Keep it simple, I told you once before

It really don't matter how I get you to the mall

It really don't matter how I get you in my low

Just hop in, let's go, and let your friends know

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Mirror, mirror on the wall)

Do ya thang man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Who is the fliest one of all?)

Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at

We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat

West Coast baby, with so much gravy

You should call the navy

Ever since the eighties

I've been doin' good, they been doin' bad

When I see you walk by I'm pursuin' that

But never chase it, my game is so basic

Soon as I lace it, baby, wanna taste it

Just face it, put me to the test

Ice Cube would ace it, I'm built for success

Fuck a rock star

We wanna party like a rap star

In the club, in the house or the backyard, yeah

You make it rain with ones

I make it rain with hunds and we get lap dance for nones

They put away they crucifix

And say Ice Cube boy, you the shit

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Mirror, mirror on the wall)

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Who is the fliest one of all?)

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the fliest one of all?

I see you lookin' at me

We don't give a fuck

What you lookin' at

We gon' give it up

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Mirror, mirror on the wall)

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

(Who is the fliest one of all?)

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at